Oh you 'pose to be the man nowCause you got cars, you got housesYou got yachts, you got diamondsYou got it allOh you livin' large right, hehWell let me ask one thingWhen you go brokeWhen you go brokeI bet those same friends yo don't mess with you no moreHere we go uh

I was there when no one knew your nameI was there when you blew up, got largeAnd had all the fameNow look how you do, uhI was there when everything had changedYou think you the shitBig star on top of your game

Now who you gonna callWhen nothing's rightWill you call when your ass go broke?Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?And you ain't that hot no moreNow who you gonna callWhen nothing's rightWill you call when your ass go broke?Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?And you ain't that hot no more

Uh I was there when you was hooked on weedI gave you dough, mo doughYou don't know to supply your needWhat's it gon' be (uh)I was there I was the air you breatheUntil you became a big starNo need for me

Now who you gonna callWhen nothing's rightWill you call when your ass go broke?Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?And you ain't that hot no moreNow who you gonna callWhen nothing's rightWill you call when your ass go broke?Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?And you ain't that hot no more

Uh do youCall when you fall boyCall when you ain't got boyThey don't want to roll with youThey don't think you hot boyWhat happened to you boy?You are just a no-boyNow you have no joyHere we go

What happened to your Benz man?What happened to your rocks?Six shots that you pop in your bitches manNow your name is like shit stinkYou let the fame maintainYou done blew out your brains manWhat happened to your diamond rings?You bling-bling every time a nigga switch a laneBeep, beep to your feet manYou's a jeep manWith no friends and no game manThere he is, uh

When nothing's rightWill you call when your ass go broke?Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?And you ain't that hot no moreNow who you gonna callWhen nothing's rightWill you call when your ass go broke?Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging with you?And you ain't that hot no more

Call, yo, who you gonna call, uhYo who you gonna call when your ass go brokeThem same friends who don't fuck wit you no moreWho you gonna call, yo who you gon, who you gonna callWho, who you gonna call, who, who you gonna callHeh-heh, where all your friends now?Where your homies now?When you was on top of your gameEverybody wanted to hang around, huhHeh, heh but now that your ass gone brokeYour same friends don't want to fuck wit' you no moreWho you gonna call huh?You better understand reality babyNever let the fame blow your brain, hehYo, yo, yo, oh-zigi-zigiNever let the fame blow your brainYo, yo, yo zigi-zigi-ohNever let the fame blow your brainHere we go, uhAnd my choir sing, hehYo, uh, let the orchestra, and the violinsAnd the trumpets, yo, yo, oh shit, owww!